Canto del Pilón
Maria Marquez Lyrics
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Que se acabe de romper, io io
Que en el monte hay mucho palo
Y mi papá lo sabe hacer, io io
Ya me duele la cabeza, io io
De tanto darle al pilón, io io
Para engordar un cochino
Allá arriba en aquel cerro, io io
'Ta un matrimonio civil, io io
Se casó la bemba 'e burro
Con el pescuezo 'e violín, io io
Y la zoqueta se cree, io io
Que todo se lo merece, io io
Y vive en un pe'azo 'e rancho
Que el viento se lo estremece, io io
Yo no quiero hombre casa'o, io io
Porque hiere a mata dura, io io
Yo quiero uno solterito
Que huele a piña madura, io io io
The song Canto del Pilon is a lively and upbeat tune with lyrics that talk about the process of pounding the pilon, a large wooden mortar and pestle used in Latin American cooking. The song begins by encouraging the person pounding the pilon to keep going, to pound it hard until it breaks. The reason for this is that in the mountains there is plenty of wood to make a new one, and the singer's father knows how to do it. However, the constant pounding takes its toll, as evidenced by the singer's headache. The purpose of pounding the pilon is to prepare food, specifically to fatten up a pig so that the singer can afford a new nightgown.
Line by Line Meaning
Dale duro a ese pilón, io io
I encourage you to keep pounding that pilón until it breaks apart.
Que se acabe de romper, io io
Keep hitting it until it shatters completely.
Que en el monte hay mucho palo
You can find plenty of wood in the forest.
Y mi papá lo sabe hacer, io io
My father knows how to process lumber from the forest.
Ya me duele la cabeza, io io
My head is starting to ache from pounding the pilón.
De tanto darle al pilón, io io
After continuously pounding the pilón for so long.
Para engordar un cochino
To fatten up a pig.
Y comprarme un camisón, io io io
And to purchase a nightgown.
Allá arriba en aquel cerro, io io
Up on that hill.
'Ta un matrimonio civil, io io
There's a civil marriage taking place.
Se casó la bemba 'e burro
The donkey's muzzle married the violin's neck.
Con el pescuezo 'e violín, io io
The violin's neck.
Y la zoqueta se cree, io io
And that woman thinks she's entitled to everything.
Que todo se lo merece, io io
That everything should belong to her.
Y vive en un pe'azo 'e rancho
She lives in a sorry excuse for a home.
Que el viento se lo estremece, io io
So unstable that even the wind shakes it.
Yo no quiero hombre casa'o, io io
I don't want a married man, no way.
Porque hiere a mata dura, io io
They cause emotional harm without remorse.
Yo quiero uno solterito
I want a single man instead.
Que huele a piña madura, io io io
Who has a sweet smell like ripe pineapples.
Lyrics © STEFFEN HARNING MUSIC PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: MIKE MILK, STEVEN SUGAR, STEVE VANDERBERG
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